Putting The Powers Of The SDMB To The Test

Since I recently discovered that the SDMB has the power to cure the common cold simply by bitching about having said cold, it’s time to see what other powers are bubbling beneath the surface here:

Holy crap, I want this house. Yes, I know that there is already a full-price offer on the table, but we’re offering a few grand over asking price, so maybe that’ll swing things over our way.

And of course, it would also be very cool if we found that even though the place was built in 1860, all the plumbing, wiring and everything else hidden in the walls is all without problem or defect of any sort.

Boy, I hope we get this place.

Ok SDMB, work your magic!

Wogga-wagga-ibble-bibbledydeedoo! waggles fingers
I have done what I can.

I am thinking good thoughts for you. Hope it comes through.
May you have Good{To one’s liking, agreeable, congenial, favorable, grateful, gratifying, nice, pleasant, pleasing, pleasurable, satisfying, welcomed}.
Luck{chance, fortuitousness, fortuity, fortune}

Are you staying in town or moving on?

Hal Briston
Yes, the powers of the SDMB members are truly astonishing.

What Exit’s posting about thinking good thoughts reminded me of the SDMB member you should ask -
Anthony Freemont. He’d make sure that getting the house would be a really good thing for you. When you speak with him, think only good thoughts or he might think you are a bad man - a very bad man. :eek:

Said house will be yours. You will also get an additional surprise (in the bed).

just don’t get another annoying song stuck in your head…like um…Oh Mickey, you’re so fine, you’re so fine, you blow my mind, hey Mickey!

It’s a lock, Hal. I’ve buried a small statue of Murray The Carpenter in my yard, along with a map of New Jersey.

The house I know own (by way of Countrywide) had a contract on it when we found it. If your contract is worth more, they may find a way to get out of the first one to make yours become in force. Make your realtor offer it as a backup contract, make them beg and plead to make it a backup. Then if, for any reason, the first contract doesn’t close, yours pretty much kicks in.

May the gods that govern closings look favorably upon you, even if that means they are cursing the other folk.

Why, is there a sheep pasture out back?
As always, I invite people to notify me the instant we collectively get tired of the sheep jokes.

Aren’t you happy we won’t be putting those jokes out to pasture? There are always newbies that need “The Saga of Hal” to be reiterated to them.
We are the prophets.

Make it so.

And remember, we may only use our powers for good and to fight crime.

A house from 1860? That’s so cool. Good Luck Hal.

::sends lucky vibe::

Behold the Power of the Dope!
If you wish for it, so it shall be! ( at a 7% interest rate over 30 years. Taxes and title are extra.)

Good luck!

First you must approach the traditional owners of the land you wish to buy…because there will undoubtedly be some caveat that prevents you from purchasing it unless you perform the

dance, in triplicate.

Hal, to make the SDMB Magic work, you must perform the Unholy Ritual Of The SDMB.

To do this, you must sacrifice your FIRST BORN (LINK). :eek:

I weep for you, especially as he/she can dance so well. And looks so much like Maaaa-Maaaa.

:stuck_out_tongue: :smiley:

Okay, Hal, I’m sending all my sheepy-good New House thoughts your way.
::: waggles fingers and thinks good thoughts :::

In return, I’d like some New Job vibes sent my way. I really, really, really want this job, but I have to take a physical agility test, and I’m not exactly what you’d call a fine physical specimen. I’m not horribly out of shape, and I know I can do it, I just need to eat right, cut out the junk food, and work out a little for the next month.
I also need some good thoughts sent my way. I really, really, really want this job.
Twenty openings, a couple hundred applicants. And me.

Thanks much for the well wishes, all. Hopefully we’ll hear something today/tomorrow.

Moving on, but staying in Jersey. The house is in Mount Holly, a town I’ve loved since my days delivering auto parts throughout Central Jersey back in the late 80’s. That town was one of my favorite parts of my route.

We can safely add my name to the collective.

“Sheep lie.”

You? Tired of it! It’s your legacy!!

You didn’t choose it…it chose you.

Sending all the magic powers at my command your way. :slight_smile:

Good luck!

Both of those magic powers? Wow!